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The room was filled with a strange odor. Huang Guoqiang's heavy body rose and fell with his labored breaths. He felt utterly drained, as if he had just run a marathon, yet this marathon had lasted only a minute.
The beautiful woman pushed away his greasy form with disdain, sitting up on the bed to straighten her disheveled clothes. With her fingers painted in bright red nail polish, she carelessly tossed her hair, her eyes filled with contempt.
"Is this it?" she sneered, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
Huang Guoqiang's face flushed with embarrassment as he stammered, "I... I’m not really in the best shape today..."
The woman picked up her phone and quickly typed out a message: Mission accomplished, one minute to finish, what a waste.
Still lost in the aftermath of their encounter, Huang Guoqiang failed to notice anything amiss. He reached out to embrace the woman again, but she skillfully dodged him.
Suddenly, the door burst open, and several burly men stormed in. The leader, with a buzz cut and a face full of muscle, glared at Huang Guoqiang with an expression that suggested he was ready to eat him alive.
Startled, Huang Guoqiang instinctively stepped back behind the woman and nervously shouted, "Who are you? What do you want?"
But the woman suddenly transformed into a picture of innocence, rushing into the arms of the lead man and crying out, "Help me! He forced me!"
The muscular man glared at Huang Guoqiang with fury. "You dare touch my wife? Are you tired of living?"
Huang Guoqiang was dumbfounded. He pointed at the woman and stuttered, "She... she said she was..."
"What? Selling herself?" The man interrupted coldly. "Do you think my wife is someone like that? You think a fat pig like you deserves to touch her?"
Realization hit Huang Guoqiang like a ton of bricks; he had been set up! Anger coursed through him as he trembled, but facing these strong men head-on was not an option. He could only lower his voice and plead for understanding. "It's a misunderstanding! I paid!"
The man grabbed Huang Guoqiang by the collar and lifted him off the ground. "Paid? What do you think my wife is? A whore? You insult my wife and think money can solve it? I'll show you what the price is today!"
With that, he landed a punch squarely on Huang Guoqiang's face. Huang Guoqiang let out a cry as blood gushed from his nose.
The scene that followed was one he would never forget. He was mercilessly beaten by several strong men, unable to fight back at all. His cries for mercy were met with even more brutal blows. The room echoed with his screams and the curses of his assailants.
Meanwhile, the woman watched coldly from the side, a mocking smile lingering on her lips. She took out her phone and recorded Huang Guoqiang’s pitiful state before sending it to Li Wenbo.
Li Wenbo watched the video on his phone, a cold smile creeping onto his face. He had long known what kind of person Huang Guoqiang was but never expected him to be this foolish. He put away his phone and turned to leave the hotel.
Huang Guoqiang lay on the floor, battered and bruised like a rotten fruit, groaning in pain. The agony clouded his mind, but fear remained crystal clear.
He finally realized he had been set up! Two room keys, an alluring woman in heavy makeup—everything pointed to one word: a scam! He recalled Fang Jing Shu's meaningful gaze, and nausea surged in his stomach as bile rose in his throat. He had been tricked by Fang Jing Shu and this group!
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